NBA Emperor: Kobe Bryant's Son

Sean and the Anderson family were having a meal. After wolfing it down, Mison wiped off the food residue sticking to his mouth, looked at Sean and asked, "What did you say your name was?"

Mison seems to have a good impression of Sean. From being indifferent at the beginning to now asking for his name, it may be the phrase "Caesar", or it may be that there are enough steps for him to eat at the table.

"My name is Sean Bryant, you can also call me bj." Sean replied with a smile.

"Okay, bj, I'll take my ape-man brother to attack your school when the time comes, tell Caesar what kind of girl you like, and I'll arrange it." Mixon pretended to be a general and said boldly!

"No need for this, but Caesar, if you meet a girl named Catherine, please let her go!" Sean held back a smile and joked to Misen.

"Okay, Catherine, what does she look like?"

"Blonde, blue eyes, pretty."

"Okay, I, Caesar, will remember."

"Then thank you, the great Caesar, I will respond internally for you and open the gate of Sierra Canyon." Sean continued to cooperate with Misen.

Seeing Sean and Mison playing so seriously, Anderson's parents smiled and shook their heads.

After hearing what Sean said, Mison nodded sharply, with a promising expression on his face, and then he said to Anderson: "Little Anderson, what about you, do you have a little girl you like? Let me arrange it."

After hearing this, Anderson sneered and shook his head. He never played with his younger brother. He said impatiently, "Arrange a fart, you always say these adult words when you are young."

Mison immediately became angry, and he threatened Anderson: "Okay, little Anderson, if you don't respect me, Emperor Caesar, then I will take the ape brothers to attack your school and hang the girl you like naked at the school gate."

"How dare you bastard!!!" Anderson suddenly slapped the table vigorously and shouted angrily.

Sean, the old Anderson couple looked at Anderson in surprise, wondering if you are crazy?This is obviously childish talk!

"What's wrong with you?"

"Why are you serious, kid?"

"A Sen you..."

Just as Anderson came to his senses, he thought to himself: Hey, why did I get so mad that I took it seriously? I really believed that this kid could lead an army of apes into the school and tie up Jessica? ?

As the saying goes, caring leads to chaos. When a person encounters something that he cares about too much, he will lose his rational judgment, become confused and make wrong choices.This is also a fan of the authorities!

Anderson was a little embarrassed. He smiled "hehe" and lowered his head to eat.

After dinner, Anderson took Sean to the backyard, which was Anderson's training base. The two played a shooting game, but Anderson's shooting percentage was too low.

"An...ason, you should learn to make mid-range shots and three-pointers." Sean suggested to Anderson.

"I'm a center forward and I mainly attack the inside. Naturally, I have to focus on breakthroughs, layups, and dunks." Anderson argued.

In fact, it's not surprising that Anderson thinks so. A person's energy is always limited, and he can't do everything.

For example, O'Neal, a center who can't even make free throws, created a Lakers dynasty with Kobe.O'Neal led the Lakers to three consecutive championships and won fmvp three times!

This is the proof that most centers do not need outside ability, and it is also the most important reason why they give up outside and focus on inside ability.

"It's not that center forwards don't need outside ability, but that no one has strengthened this aspect. If you think about it, when you are a center with long-range shooting ability, it is much more difficult for opponents to defend you, and they will not be able to judge whether you are long-range or not." Shooting or breaking through the restricted area, if you don’t have long-range shooting ability, the opponent will know in advance that you must break into the restricted area, and the chances of defending you are much higher, the difference is too big!” Sean explained slowly.

Anderson nodded thoughtfully, and then Sean asked Anderson to help throw the ball. He showed a three-pointer, and as he hit the net one by one, he scored 21 goals in a row. Anderson opened his mouth wide.

"Bj, your three-pointer is too accurate, right?? It's much better than in school." Anderson said in disbelief, and at the same time, he was also puzzled how this skill could improve so quickly in just one day.

Sean glanced at Anderson and explained: "This is a level where there is no defense, no pressure, and no impact on my heart rate. My body has always limited my performance."

"Bj, can I ask you something?" Anderson suddenly hesitated.

"Of course, if there's anything we brothers can't ask, I'll tell you what's convenient." Sean said bluntly.

"You've never dunked. Is it because of your bounce? Your height and wingspan have already met the conditions for dunking." Anderson asked in a low voice.

Sean smiled after hearing this. He thought about it, looked at Anderson and asked, "Asen, do you want to watch me dunk?"

"Oh? You can dunk? Of course I want to see it. To be honest, if you dare to break through the inside and have a strong dunk ability, you must be one of the best high school students in the United States." Anderson said a little excitedly.

"If you want to watch me dunk, can you get up tomorrow morning? I'll come to you by car. I'll come over at six and we'll go to school together." Sean confirmed to Anderson.

In fact, this is also the result of Sean underestimating Anderson, a high school student who can have such skills in teenage basketball, which is not the result of talent and hard training.

"Of course, I often get up early in the morning to practice. But why can't it be now??" Anderson was puzzled.

"It's because of my body. I'll tell you tomorrow. Well, I'm going home too." Sean said to Anderson.

"Okay, I'll call my uncle." Anderson ran up to the second floor after finishing speaking.

After the Panther got down, he started the pickup truck. The Anderson family of four stood outside the yard saying goodbye to Sean. Even Xiaomin waved his hand a little bit reluctantly, shouting that he would remember to come and play next time.

Sean jumped onto the pickup truck with the basketball in his arms and waved goodbye to the Andersons.

Sean, who was lying on the pickup truck, looked at the gradually darkening night sky and was stunned. He thought of Catherine, the girl who made his heart beat for the first time!

Anderson at least has a happy family, and he has the confidence to pursue the girl he likes, but he, b.j Sean, has nothing and lives in a dilapidated place. Although he is a superb player, he has heart problems. , the future is still a blur!

It's not that Sean doesn't take the initiative, it's just that he has a smooth sleeve now and dare not mistake a beautiful woman. His character is like this, and some things can only be thought of in his own mind!

The pickup truck drove Sean all the way, and the Black Panther sent Sean to the road that drove him in the first place, because he didn't know where Sean's home was, so he asked Sean, and Sean told the Black Panther that it would be noon. Just let him get off that road!